Saturday, 24 August 2013

There are media demands that go alongside activism and most of them sadly, are truly unpleasant - this however was a relaxed and enjoyable interview with Dave Hampton of Marlow FM.

From his link:[A chance to listen again to the Watt Next "Fracking Special" back in July. You heard it here first on Marlow FM. Great show, though I say it myself, and great content 39 mins in with Tina Louise-uk

Wednesday, 14 August 2013

Dear Alison,
I write as a resident of Blackpool (up here in the 'desolate/unloved' North)
- we have been trying very hard for around 2 years to get Cuadrilla to
stop drilling here; they have drilled 4 wells, with one failing due to
the earthquakes and another now out of use due to equipment that is
stuck inside. The one that caused the earthquakes is inadequately sealed
and we are struggling to get a transparent picture of the plans around
how they will deal with potential ongoing risks from it.

This image is of the proposal for well sites where I live:

Cuadrilla have been into our places of education and business, in order to 'sponsor' things and win over and divide the community - who are largely ill-informed as the public meetings are not broadly publicised or attended... most people just don't have the time or knowledge to even look at what this is all about - complicated subject indeed.

That you are experiencing what it is like to have Cuadrilla doing business in your community is such a sad thing. I have been down to visit the camp over the past three weekends to see such wonderful villagers and concerned residents from across the UK, coming together to question the haste with which this business is undertaken; to question the history of accidents and harm that this industry is known for; to question the honesty and transparency of Cuadrilla who were only this year in trouble with the Advertising Standards Authority over exaggerations of safety claims in their literature.

You said in your post Alison that you were not aware of an invitation to people from outside of Balcombe to join in opposition to Cuadrilla’s drilling there and I understand how worrying this must be ...BUT I think it very important to note that the harm to air and water that could come when Cuadrilla are working, is something that will impact the residents everywhere - air and water have no respect for borders so it is to be expected that others from nearby and further afield will indeed be there.

I attended a meeting last Friday evening in Balcombe where a full room of village residents were indeed in favour of getting help to be heard – many had voted NO to Cuadrilla’s plans to drill, had signed petitions, objected to planning, written to MPs and Councillors – all to no avail.

You say that you have been balancing opinions and ‘tolerating extreme views’ and I don’t really understand what you mean? Is opposition to drilling an ‘extreme view’ or simply how they are expressing that view (genuine question)?

What Cuadrilla are doing to our air, water, agriculture and communities is criminal (even if the paperwork paints it differently); concerned citizens asking for a potential harm to stop BUT not being listened to in our democracy, is criminal; standing up to this criminality is not easy and because the industry is brutal and powerful, we have very little we can use. Currently, my weapons are truth and determination – but these have got me nowhere; at what point do I look at the law that wraps our law enforcement around corporate vehicles and tries to silence objection and wonder, what IS legal?

When that drill leaves Balcombe, it's coming back here to the North - where no-one seems to hear us when we scream for help; we would be hugging every person that came to stand in opposition with us.

Now on day 13, The Great Gas Gala has brought together
villagers as well as concerned UK residents from across the country, to camp at
the roadside entrance to a drilling site where exploration for gas and oil is
being undertaken by Cuadrilla Resources (Chairman Lord John Brown). More than 30
arrests, insane amounts of police brutality and so, so many attempts at
halting, slowing or even slightly delaying the trucks that deliver the
equipment, have broken hearts and strengthened resolve.

The numbers on the roadsides vary from 100-350 depending on
the time and day and although these wonderful, dedicated souls are enduring
beautifully...

... it can’t go on, they need help

In a democracy, we would have the ear of those in office and
the village vote of 80% AGAINST the drilling, would count for something; that it
doesn’t... matters, maybe as much as the insistence by those in office that we
accept this dirty, risky business on our land.

I have been in Balcombe over the past two weekends and feel
no need to justify the reason the camp exists or explain the respect these
people deserve – surely, this is obvious? Some of the mainstream media don’tsee it this way but the mainstream media is out of step with reality on too
many things for this to have been unexpected. 'Activism' is not a lifestyle
choice – it is an obligation by those who see a wrong and act to correct it.

A phone call had alerted me to an upcoming meeting where the possibility of
moving the Reclaim the Power event to Balcombe was being discussed. It was made
clear that the event would not come to Balcombe uninvited and people involved
wanted to talk to villagers and ask their views; as I was going to the site and
had met some of the warm, friendly (feisty!) villagers, I was asked to arrange a get-together with some of them.

I was so very torn

The people I know from Reclaim the Power are exemplary - I
trust those I know implicitly and am certain of their right, just and
appropriate intent - but I still did not really know how I would feel if I were
a villager of Balcombe, if I was presented with this. A night of long pondering followed
until I got it down to two simple and unavoidable choices I thought the villagers faced:

-accept that Cuadrilla WILL drill because they clearly have
the power to wrap our laws and law-enforcement around their machinery in order
to ensure they are not stopped

~ OR ~

-accept the powerful offer of help from a dedicated, well-organised group of determined people that comes with unknowns... a large number of people, living together in
tents, performing acts of civil disobedience and having to confront the law,
does not come without incidents. BUT ...a large number of people, living
together in tents, performing acts of civil disobedience and confronting
Cuadrilla - is probably the ONLY thing that stands a chance right now.

On Saturday, as 120 villagers walked into the camp, singingnew words to Jerusalem, smiling broadly and adorned with children – there was
no more beautiful sight; it followed though on the heels of countless vile
incidents of police brutality in defence of Cuadrilla vehicles in the preceding
days. This contrast of idyllic village life and ugly confrontation is a stark
and raw vision of light and dark, right and wrong, good and bad.

A showdown is imminent, inevitable and so horrid that I want
to get under the duvet, pretend it all away and not come out till it somehow
just stops being a fact. It’s the heaviest feeling knowing that IF we don’t
stop Cuadrilla in Balcombe that not only do we put our air, water and health at
serious risk – but that any ideas about living in a democracy, are just fantasy.
The power of those with financial interests in this industry, over our
government - is evidenced beyond doubt and obvious with every policy decision
made by those in office.

IF we tolerate this – then we accept we have no voice

I watched a cluster of smiling women from different walks of
life, discuss feelings about relocating Reclaim the Power to Balcombe’s Great
Gas Gala and thereby infusing it with many hundreds more people; video and notes
from this meeting of villagers and visitors
from Reclaim the Power went to a meeting of those involved in the event and today’s press release is the outcome.

Reclaiming the power...means more than sane energy decisions

Change is already happening in Balcombe, not just this stand
the villagers are making or the camp that is growing but the realisation of another
reality that comes with each arrest, each ignored vote, each rejected petition,
each un-heeded planning objection, each ignorant political response,
each ill-informed Councillor, each revelation of powerful lobbyists in OUR
government, each divisive headline in the press and each and every moment... that
what we KNOW to be true, is hidden from view.

IF the drill at Balcombe is not stopped, it will do its job
on West Sussex then return to Lancashire for more of the same – I live in
Blackpool, where the drill is due next - so I know what I would choose, if I were a
Balcombe villager.

Sunday, 4 August 2013

~The best-ever chocolate brownies - made with beetroot!
~Villagers singing new
words to Jerusalem whilst making the most fabulous entrance since Liberace
created the genre.
~The little girl in the prettiest blue flamenco dress who
seemed puzzled when I said so - she corrected me, saying that actually she was dressed
as water.
...The police officer grinding the young man’s elbow into the gravel and
dragging it so it ripped the skin away – even though he was being held down by
so many, that he posed no risk.

~New friends, old friends, virtual-friends (made flesh) and fresh new smiles met.
~The emergence within just a few hours of a fully decorated lounge/family-room with
carpets, sofas, a candelabra and idyllic families to populate it.
~The feasts of vibrant, fresh, local produce along
with brilliant cooks that all seemed to appear as if by magic when hunger
struck.
...The panicked smile on the young
girl’s face as she was held aloft by her arms, legs and hair by police officers
treating her as if she was a weapon-carrying threat to all in the vicinity.

~The early morning "Good mornings" from smiling faces, en-route to and in the kitchen area; as we all avoided looking at the kettle for fear it actually would never boil.
~The late night talk and laughter as the day was digested into conversation with
heaps of humour to season it.
~The easy, natural hugs that occur between
strangers and friends with shared purpose and intent.
...The tears of frustration
and screams of “SHAME ON YOU!” that came from me, without my control as we
stalked the circles of police that wrapped round painful scenes too ugly to be viewed - too wrong to be tolerated.

~The schemes and plans that bubbled up through the hours as we 10 of us sat in
traffic on the bus from the ‘Unloved, Desolate North’ to reach 'The Great Gas
Gala of Balcombe'.
~The goodbye that was positively regal as we headed off to the
sounds of whoops, well-wishes, whistles and chants and the sight of warm,
smiling faces that just looked like reason to go on with all this.
~The superb certainty of a return to this place and awareness/relief/gratefulness that others with honour are doing what's necessary.
...The ache
inside that is the true, deep and inescapable reality of the threat from
this ugly business - and knowing, we MUST stop it.